My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Su Yue wanted to take on everything herself and shoulder the burden alone.

Su Yue didn't answer. Instead, she gritted her teeth, twisted her wrist, grabbed Qi Yu's neck, and lifted him up.

"Get out of my way now, I only want my furnace!"

The masters present could obviously tell that Su Yue was acting, but their expressions were still very unpleasant.

Because they had accurate intelligence and knew how loving Qi Yu and Su Yue were.

Qi Yu's "Farewell to My Wife," written during the Xuan Dynasty, is proof of this!

Su Yue wasn't putting on an act for them, but for the whole world.

As long as believers worldwide accept that Qi Yu was deceived by her, Taoism will be in no danger.

They planned to use the relationship between Qi Yu and her as a pretext, thus eliminating the fundamental conditions for their plan against Taoism and Qi Yu.

Even if Qi Yu was wrong, he was deceived and unaware of the truth. Most believers would still forgive Qi Yu and Taoism.

"Release the leader!"

"Witch, release your martial uncle at once!"

Some Taoist disciples believed it and drew their swords, pointing them at Su Yue with indignation, ready to pounce and fight her to the death.

Su Yue glanced at the disciples, a slight smile playing on her lips. This was perfect; this was exactly how it should be.

The more hostile they are to me now, the more it proves that Taoism has nothing to do with me, and the more it proves that Qi Yu was deceived by me.

But that's not enough!

To fool the people of the world, you have to be even more ruthless!

Su Yue held onto Qi Yu's neck and slowly walked out of Changsheng Temple.

Upon reaching the stone steps, Su Yue looked at the people at the foot of the mountain, her eyelids drooping slightly. Then, in the next moment, her expression hardened, and she looked at Qi Yu, who had remained silent to the side.

Qi Yu was also looking at him, her calm eyes concealing anger.

Su Yue bit her red lips lightly, but soon her eyes turned cold.

"Witch, release my martial uncle!"

Just then, a figure suddenly emerged from the bushes beside them, thrusting a long sword at Su Yue.

This person was none other than Qin Xiu!

Su Yue turned to the side, then raised her arm, and Qi Yu was used as a shield, standing in front of Qin Xiu's longsword.

Su Yue was clearly using Qi Yu as a shield!

Qin Xiu hurriedly changed his sword moves, his figure momentarily disheveled, and his true energy became somewhat disordered.

Seizing the opportunity, Su Yue unleashed a sword strike, a purple sword beam slashing towards Qin Xiu.

Qin Xiu quickly held his longsword horizontally in front of his chest to block the purple sword light.

Clang!

The purple sword light, like a shooting star, with overwhelming momentum, shattered Qin Xiu's longsword and then landed on Qin Xiu.

Qin Xiu flew backwards into the woods, smashing through several large trees along the way, causing birds and beasts to scatter and flee.

Qin Xiu's move was like the beginning; a group of Taoist disciples came out of the Changsheng Temple and surrounded Su Yue and Qi Yu.

"Witch, release my martial uncle!"

Taoist disciples swarmed forward, their golden righteous energy gathering on the sword as they slashed at Su Yue.

Su Yue was surrounded by purple true energy, which then gathered into long swords, knocking away the Taoist disciples who were attacking her.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, Taoist disciples fell to the ground on the stone steps of Changsheng Temple, all with injuries of varying degrees.

Zhou Zhiyong's face turned ashen as he watched the drama orchestrated by Su Yue and the Taoist sect. However, he quickly realized what was happening, his inner energy surged, and he unleashed a palm strike at Su Yue.

A gray gust of wind swept across the door frame of the Changsheng Temple, then, carrying a terrifying fluctuation of true energy, struck towards Su Yue and Qi Yu.

He used all his strength in that palm strike, intending to kill Su Yue and Qi Yu together.

Since Taoism can't handle this now, let's deal with Qi Yu and Su Yue first.

Su Yue swung her longsword, unleashing a purple sword aura that collided with the gray gust of wind.

Bang!

The collision of true energy caused an explosion, and the ground shook.

Zhou Zhiyong walked out of the Changsheng Temple, then put his hands behind his back and looked at Su Yue indifferently.

"Witch, release Wen Zun, or I'll spare your life!"

It would be foolish to still insist that Qi Yu and Su Yue were having an affair.

Because of Su Yue's performance, most of the believers believed that Qi Yu had been deceived. If he continued to press his advantage, his intentions would be too obvious.

Su Yue put Qi Yu down, then stood behind Qi Yu and placed the long sword against Qi Yu's neck.

"You can try to kill me! But before that, the next leader of Taoism might die!"

Zhou Zhiyong narrowed his eyes. If Su Yue really intended to kill Qi Yu, he would indeed make a move.

But not now!

Because Qi Yu's reputation is indeed very high, his actions would offend many people.

If Qi Yu dies, so be it if he offends everyone in the world. He can push all the blame onto Su Yue. Although it might damage the reputation of the Purple Qi Pavilion, the gains outweigh the losses.

However, if Qi Yu were still alive, his actions would be counterproductive.

Su Yue sneered, preparing to leave this place with Qi Yu, but the next moment, Su Yue frowned and gagged.

Even though it was a very slight movement, Qi Yu still noticed it, his mouth slightly open and his eyes blinking.

Zhou Zhiyong saw Su Yue suddenly pause, and the true energy she released became chaotic in that instant. He was overjoyed, his palm turned into a claw, and he flashed towards Su Yue.

Su Yue reacted quickly, but Qi Yu reacted even faster. Qi Yu's hand was already raised, and he exchanged a palm strike with Zhou Zhiyong.

Bang!

The surge of true energy sent Qi Yu and Su Yue flying backward, gliding for five or six zhang before coming to a stop.

Where they had just stood, Zhou Zhiyong stood, looking at the frost on his palm, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

His internal energy was stagnant and blocked. A weak stream of internal energy was freezing his internal energy. He tried to dispel it, but the internal energy he tried to circulate was frozen. He was completely helpless, feeling like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Zhou Zhiyong withdrew his hand, looked at Qi Yu who was kneeling on the ground, and narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Su Yue stood behind Qi Yu, supporting him and mitigating some of the impact; otherwise, he would have simply slid five or six zhang (approximately 10-15 meters) away.

At this moment, Su Yue was also half-squatting on the ground, supporting Qi Yu's shoulders from behind.

Qi Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, ignored Su Yue's worried expression, stood up, released his true energy, causing his robes to flutter and his hair to move without wind.

A calm yet resolute voice echoed!

"Anyone who touches my wife shall die!"

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Chapter 198 Self-Abandonment of Martial Arts

Qi Yu's firm voice echoed, and his true energy spread outwards.

Zhou Zhiyong looked at Qi Yu, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Isn't Qi Yu walking right into a trap?

The Blood God Cult's Holy Maiden did so much to let people know that she, Qi Yu, and Taoism actually had no connection.

But now that Qi Yu has spoken up himself and stepped in to protect the Blood God Cult's Holy Maiden, this is undoubtedly an indirect admission of his relationship with Su Yue.

Everything Su Yue did was in vain.

“Young friend Qi Yu, do you know what you’re doing? She’s the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Sect. You could say you were deceived by her before, but now you’re still protecting her. Could you really be a spy for the Demonic Sect?” Zhou Zhiyong said in a deep voice.

Qi Yu ignored Zhou Zhiyong and turned to look at Su Yue. His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped. Finally, Qi Yu's gaze fell on Su Yue's lower abdomen.

In the end, all of Qi Yu's many words turned into a smile.

Qi Yu hugged Su Yue, cupped her face, and then gently kissed her forehead.

"My wife, wait for me a moment, I'll be right back!"

In the past, whenever Qi Yu was in danger, he would always say this.

Su Yue's face turned pale, and she subconsciously grabbed Qi Yu's hand, preventing him from leaving.

Qi Yu smiled and said, "My dear wife, wait for me to come back!"

Qi Yu withdrew his hand, then walked to the center of the stone steps, turned his back to the believers below the long stone steps, and knelt down in front of the Changsheng Temple.

The main gate of Changsheng Temple is open, and from here you can clearly see the head of the sect in the main hall.

"Your unfilial disciple Qi Yu kowtows to express his gratitude to Master for imparting his knowledge. Thanks to Master's guidance, I have broken through the martial artist realm and entered the realm of Grandmaster. I am deeply grateful and will forever remember your great kindness and virtue!"

"But today, I'm afraid I will have to disappoint Master's high expectations!"

Qi Yu's voice wasn't loud, but at this moment, it sounded extremely loud.

Countless ordinary believers discussed the matter, looking bewildered, not understanding the meaning of Qi Yu's words.

The clever ones have already guessed what happened, but they still don't believe it.

Is Qi Yu planning to withdraw from Taoism?

"Disciple Qi Yu voluntarily withdraws from Taoism!"

Quitting Taoism!?

These four words were like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's minds.

Qi Yu is currently enjoying great prestige, and countless people are hoping that he will become the leader of the sect. His withdrawal from Taoism at this time is tantamount to betraying their faith.